Here it is, Wednesday again. Kevin is back from Canada, in the rain, and he is off to fetch his daughter from the Y. Some of the kids in her English class were having a Lovely Bones and ramen noodles night to celebrate the (hopefully) successful completion of the AP exams, but she was going to try to see if it was worth going after practice. She is afraid to miss practice after missing so many to prep for said exams.
Anyway before I get into anything else I want to get the ugly out of the way. Today was progress report day. The good news? No biology or math on the page. And we were back to two classes, not the four of the third marking period. But the bad news is that the two classes, English and History, are not really acceptable for failures in my opinion. So we're on that. Do I need to homeschool this kid? Because it practically feels like that's what I'm doing. And there is a math test pending, every day I hear, we will get the grades tomorrow. The teacher told the class they all did poorly, but Brian spent a good hour with Megan the night before, and that helped him the last time, so we'll see. But why can't he get it on his own?
So there it is, the badness. Everything else is chugging along. It's clean for the cleaning lady night, and I put away all my clothes and emptied my suitcase from a month ago, so I feel pretty good about that. I guess it could be said that I had a decent day at work today, perhaps I almost understand what it is that we do although it is still going to take some time and this backwoods temp agency hasn't paid me and I don't know when they will, since they also have not send me another time card! (I am happy that they found me a job so quickly but I do miss the efficiency of the agency I worked for several years ago.)
Also, have I ever mentioned that our cleaning ladies are not so great? They took a damp rag and swiped it once across the screen of the new Mac, leaving a blurred path across the monitor. And they left the litter scoop IN the litterbox AGAIN despite specific instructions not to do so. Good grief.
Anyway, the college search. Nothing to report. There's a chance we will go to Penn State for a swim meet in June but I am lobbying against it as the timing is bad, the expense will be high, and I prefer to use precious vacation days for something that might actually constitute vacation for once. More letters arrived via club and school coaches, but so far nothing is concrete. SAT scores back in eight days. Then more testing: SAT 2's again, and the ACTs. AP scores in July.
And no summer job. I don't know if the ball is dropped or what but I am seriously considering the Acme angle. No risk of melanoma, unless caused by fluorescent lighting!
And in other news, it is absolutely freezing out. Obviously this is a universal east coast phenomenon but it is so horrendous that it is worthy of the written recognition. And finally, American Idol. We are down to four, three after tonight. Crystal still gets my vote. I'm afraid poor Wren prefers Casey, but I think it's just because she likes to walk on the couch behind people and bite their ponytails.
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